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CHOOCHTOWN

Go Fuck Yourself
Hey you, you wouldn't make a phone call if it didn't serve you
you show up at the funeral you think you're the big Mo Hoff
Go fuck yourself

Hey you, I'm tired of you asking me questions
and condescending eluding to your big dough
Go fuck yourself

Hey you everybody knows you're a drug dealer you fool no one
your poor wife is laughing
and making a brave face to her family and friends
and she's gonna get the kids taken away
Go fuck yourself

Hey you you left those kids behind
you sent that video home of yourself at Christmas in the Jacuzzi
and your kids are wearing sneakers in the snow and can't afford coats
Go fuck yourself

Hey you I haven't go the balls to tell you to your face
your taste is in your ass, please don't show me your paintings
please don't talk to me about books
your an asshole
Go fuck yourself

Hey you I don't care about your gun collection
you haven't got the balls to get a fucking job
Go fuck yourself

When Bobby Comes Down
I don't wanna be a round when Bobby comes down,
you know how that can be, yeah you know better than me.
I don't wanna be here when Bobby gets clear and he gives you that weird eye,
I think I'd better say good bye.

Yeah the party always starts off really cool.
Bobby's got to go and find himself a fool.
It's fun to hang here when he's high,
you couldn't find a nicer guy he would give you his own shirt,
he starts to crash you get hurt.

It was me, it was Bobby, It was little Chooch, and Tim.
Chooch is alright you can always count on him,
and bobby can be cool if he's hanging out here,
if he gets too high and goes out,
that's when things get weird.

So we're going to the Tottle House to get something to eat,
the foods pretty good at 3am but this time it was beat,
and we're sitting at the booth
and to tell you the true
Bobby's throwing shit around, he's acting real uncool.
And I figure it's only moments till the manager calls the cops
when Bobby gets all quiet and down into his eggs he drops.
He passes out on the table
he wakes up and heaves
and there's vomit all over the counter and he pays the check and leaves.
And he's almost to the corner when out comes the waiter,
Bobby says "get the fuck off me man, I wasn't sick until I ate here."
Bobby smacks the waiter, blood all down his nose,
Chooch says "Hang with Bobby man, that's just the way it goes."
Well Bobby feels bad from what I can guess,
cause the next day he sends a mop to the Toddle House UPS.
He lights a big fat one, he stretches his legs,
he says "aww man I got to learn to not put that chili on my eggs."

Yeah the party always starts out really cool.
Bobby's got to go and find himself a fool.
But I guess you gotta stay, cause Bobby likes his girls that way
and I hope you'll be alright,
and I'll be back tomorrow night.

I don't wanna be around, when bobby comes down
I don't wanna to be around.

Hamell's Ramble
Everybody wants talk to me, they want to give me good advice designed to set me free.
in one ear and out the other,
I would never say the things you do, my brother.
Insults all dressed up as aide, and who the hell was asking you anyway.
Don't condescend and don't talk down
who elected you the mayor of opinion town.
I got to figure on great detection,
you stuffed the ballot box at that there election,
you rigged the vote, that's all she wrote,
next day in the times i read your quote it said:
I'm gonna tell everyone what to do,
Hello Mister Hamell can we start with you,
how much money you got, you can't have a lot,
your clothes, your car, your hair your gear is shot

I gotta lot of things hanging round my head
be a whole lot better when it gets said
Give me just three minutes to unload
If I don't let it out I might explode yeah

That ain't the stuff that cuts to the quick,
you keep on coming talking you thinking I'm thick
This one or that one, how good they're doing,
all the deals they got brewing, you act like I'm ruined
NO! sour grapes rap so called success nothing but crap
feels bad tied with a bow and they got to make the money cause that's all they know
and the quality's like a plane on the dive
people call them artists, nothing but jive
People wonder why I lock the door and then put the Stooges on,
turn the volume up to ten.
I got a gnawing sensation history won't be kind to my generation
if it gets any worse it occurs to me
no President without plastic surgery.

I listen to your talk show on the TV and the radio
the audience is cool they let their conscience rule
but the front of your shirt is bathed in drool.
You're chasing that celebrity you got your camera on the trailer you won't let it be
affairs with the sister affairs with the mom
first time live when they you drop the bomb.
Watch that 15 minutes of fame become a life of shame
who am I to say what do I know
I'm stuck to that show cops like it's made of velco
and that bounty hunter show sucks me in
ain't gonna lie could be me and my friends
chased by acid wash and bad hair
Oakridge Boys with a badge my worst nightmare

I'm Gonna Watch You Sleep
I'm gonna watch you sleep a while
you don't like it when I'm gawking in the morning
before you had your coffee you say I am warning you.

I'm gonna watch you sleep a while,
you don't like it when I'm barging in the bathroom,
gazing at you while take a shower now's the best to stare at you.
Man you look so beautiful,
I could gaze for hours cause I really get a kick here,
wonder what you dream your eyes just gave a little flicker
dream
a beautiful dream.

Knowing you the way I do,
i figure you're dreaming about a summer on the ocean
there in Provincetown you read a book and spread the lotion
rest rest rest

Maybe you are dreaming that we have bought a house and now we do not have to answer
to some dumb landlord who treats us like we are a cancer
yes yes yes

So your childhood wasn't great
there in your subconscious there's a door you cannot latch it
do you dream I find your dad and chop him with a hatchet
cool cool cool

I'm gonna watch you sleep a while
you don't like it when I watch while you put your clothes on
I kiss your forehead i hope that only good stuff goes on
in your dreams

Uncle Morris
When it gets a little scary,
With the winds all breathing hard,
With the papers and the subways,
Don't you want to fence your yard?
Hit the fridge and scan the cable
Thanks the radio's the same!
Maybe you should call up Charlie,
Catch a buzz and watch the game.
Where's the yearbook '86?
Check the line-up in gym class.
Where's that little wussy Tabin?
Jesus! How you kicked his ass.
Caught outside the mall at sundown,
Never liked his clothes or walk,
13 stitches, broken shoulder,
Man, you should've heard him squawk.

Arm yourself, says Uncle Morris,
Meet me in the fields at night
Bring along the Constitution
Teach the children how to fight.

How about the pussy lately?
Getting cocky for control.
If you do not have a Gold Card,
you can pull your own damn pole.
At the workplace, don't be jokin:
Now the cunt don't have to smile.
You start grabbin and she'll sue you
Set your ass in jail awhile.
You can't date without a rubber
You can't date without a line
Call 900, call 'em bitches
whores and dykes, and then feel fine.
Every faggot homo downtown,
every nigger, spic and yid,
every jerk-off who ignores you
Makes you want to flip your lid.

Arm yourself, says Uncle Morris,
Meet me in the fields at night
Bring along the Constitution
Teach the children how to fight.

Scan the channels: they're invading.
Every TV show has more.
Arm yourself, says Uncle Morris,
Then we'll show 'em what's in store.
Can't they build a mall bi-coastal?
Enter Jersey, leave LA.
Mickey-Ds in Pennsylvania,
Baton Rouge and Monterey.
Didn't it once all ring familiar?
Weren't the bells all bright and clear?
Why's the sound all getting muffled,
like there's cotton in your ears?
Arm yourself, says Uncle Morris,
Look out, 'fore its too late.
What the hell's the country built on?
Teach the children how to hate.

Arm yourself, says Uncle Morris,
Meet me in the fields at night
Bring along the Constitution
Teach your children how to fight.

Disconnected
I need more than inspiration tonight
I've got a chill in my soul and everyone wants to fight
and I'm tired, I'm scared, and nothing seems right
I'm disconnected I'm disconnected
yeah yeah yeah

Well i know it's a fashion to say I don't care
to give the cynics knowing glance and grunt, "I been there"
but no sooner does this pass my lips then I'm wrapped in despair
I'm disconnected I'm disconnected
yeah yeah yeah

Early in the morning it's just about 3
I'm carrying a lantern and I'm looking for me
I ain't here nor there that as far as i can
see and love thy neighbor that's a big goal
love like an enemy like yelling down a hole
could be comprehension, just might save our souls

I got a flat tire
my car's broke down on the information highway
leading far out of town
I'm not downloaded I'm just loaded and down
I'm disconnected I'm disconnected
yeah yeah yeah

TV and the radio and the mail and phone
The road the hood the church the bars and right here at home
I stop to think a crowd walks by i feel so alone
and I need more than inspiration tonight
I've got a chill in my soul and everyone wants to fight
I'm tired, I'm scared, and nothing seems right
I'm disconnected I'm disconnected

Nancy's got a new Boyfriend
She worked days at Wendy's one shift Friday night
He had a cherry Lamans it was love at first site
here we go again Nancy's got a new boyfriend.
Broke down in Houston on a Pep Boys run
she seen an El Camino and she stuck out her thumb
here we go again
Nancy's got a new boyfriend

He had a story when they parked,
bout a Nike world drop
after dark
and the cash was sweeter than a burger king shake
she barely used the gun that he asked her to take

She stole the car from the Motel 6
she seen a hitchhiker, he was in a fix
he had two grams of white, an o-z of green,
he was the cutest damn thing that she ever seen,
here we go again
Nancy's got a new boyfriend

The drugs ran out so did the so did his appeal
she gave him the car you know he lost on the deal
at the used car lot the salesman grinned
she said can I drive he said get in
Going 90 in the desert with the top down had to shout
and he screamed "I'm married" and she screamed "get out"
here we go again
Nancy's got a new boyfriend.

Flashing lights in the mirror, unbuttoned, it was warm
he was writing the ticket he had a fine uniform
he had a Crown Victoria, the detail had style
she liked his gun he liked her smile
here we go again
Nancy's got a new boyfriend

Choochtown
My name is Chooch I don't know what you heard
about the night in question word.
It's only half the story cause a lot more went down.
I don't hang out with Bobby man, he's a fucking clown
I mean I might sell him drugs or a stereo that's hot
but I hang out with players Bobby defiantly is not.
I hang in bars uptown I got a credit card scam
i got a call from McClusky you know he thinks he's the man
cause he's a hot shit lawyer
a friend to the stars
and it's mad crazy money
and it's styling bad cars

So he calls me up to his office cause he knows I know the street
he says "close the door" I say Woo, very discreet
He says he's got a little problem, maybe I can check
he says you wanna make a thousand, I say "yeah, what the heck.
Seems he's got a famous client that had his house cleaned
in more ways than one if ya know what I mean
and the housemaid stole some photos of him with some kid
and if this stuff should surface well his client hits the skids
there's a blackmail letter
I didn't ask how much
he gave me an address
I said "yeah, I'll be in touch."

I'm gonna go
I'm gonna go
I'm gonna go
I'm Chooch don't you know

So i check out the address she moves out on the 15th
there's a guy Joe Brush there he spills the beans
Seems she moved out at night she didn't pay the rent
she's got a boyfriend calling the shots but he don't know where they went
well then Joe remembers this boyfriends a cook at the Toddle house so I go over there and take a look
it's the graveyard shift
I'm there at 3am
I ask about the photos but things get out of hand

so I stuff him in the cooler cause I rearranged his face
and I rifled through his pockets and find a lease on a new place
I hear noises in the back so I go out where their eating
and there's fucking Bobby man giving the place a verbal beaten
and I'm trying to be invisible and he's yelling "hey Chooch come here"
and I think aww fuck I'll sit with guys till I make it clear
that I gotta hit the cooks house, you know, tonight
and of course when we're leaving fucking Bobby's got a fight well hey

I'm gonna go
I'm gonna go
I'm gonna go you know

So i ditch these guys quick I take a cab to the address
and the house mate gives up the photos with very little stress
when as I round the corner something dawns on me
I recognize from these photos this old actor from TV
and he's having sex with children now this would close the door
on future shots on Baywatch and Mary fucking Tyler Moore
so i visit this old actor firmly explain my situation
and he gives me 90 g's to show his appreciation
and I bought an El Camino until the heat dies down
I'll run some product up to Texas,
I like that Houston town and hey

I'm gonna go
I'm gonna go
I'm gonna go
you know

Hey hey baldy there your always writing them songs about like Joe Brush and Bobby
why don't you write something about me man
I got something for ya
here listen to this
"baby you know a little place you can go
where there's always blow
Choochtown."
what do you think man
pretty cool huh?
hey hey baldy step over by the cooler lets talk about this for a second

I'm gonna go
I'm gonna go
I'm gonna go
I'm Chooch don't ya know

The Lottery
I'm gonna win the lottery
a dollar down you wait and see
ping pong balls speak to me
exacto-match numerically
I'll be flying when I enter
the lotto redemption center
Get calls from new family members
it's a shame I never met ya

how ya gonna do it?

get 'em easy no jerk
call the psychic network
dot 800 she will say
"what's the way to San Jose"
I am just a common feller
let me talk to the fortune teller
crystal ball what you gotto,
pick me six for my lotto
I'm gonna win
I'm gonna win
I'm gonna win the lottery

oh yeah whatcha ya gonna buy?

i would get a brand new car
with stereo TV and bar
fax and e-mail cellular
and room to crank up my guitar
do not say that you ain't able
to fit in my billiard table
then the sauna then the cable
backseat is a polo stable

tell me more

a new house for my wife
we've been dreaming all our lives
six blocks long forty acre spread
had to take a cab from the bath to the bed
my wife thinks of her family
a woman of generosity
that's okay I dig her mother
bribe the judge parole her brother
I'm gonna win
I'm gonna win
I'm gonna win the lottery

oh yeah procreation.

Now I got the dough to feed 'em
I'm gonna get to work and breed 'em
their dad is a high roller
Porsche engine in the stroller
I'm gonna find a charity
people who took care of me
cancer and Alzheimer's
money well spent no social climber
I'm gonna win
I'm gonna win
I'm gonna win the lottery

The Long Drive
I'm a private detective I left at midnight,
I got a five hour drive a place I don't want to go
a lawyer woke me this morning looking for a girl
didn't like his attitude but I can't pass up the dough
I knew her from a photo
a fiancee of a dead friend but I didn't let on
sometimes it's best to pretend
her name was Cynthia her boyfriend Glover
she was brilliantly doomed I got a kick how he loved her

I got to the hotel and I set the alarm
I would check the old hang outs so I got up at 10
no luck by afternoon I stopped at Brunels
the bartender said he's seen her but couldn't remember when
a ten refreshed his memory
Friday she was round
the night Joe The Box got poisoned and ended up face down
his funereal was this evening though I doubt she'd be there
they were drug dealing acquaintances she could hardly care

The long drive

the funereal was quiet
The Box wasn't that popular,
Cynthia was a no show i headed to the car
i saw Yugoslavian Mike he runs an all night card game for years I saw him nightly
I was there tending bar
"How's the game" I asked "
it's a living", Mike said
I'm glad to say it now that there's 4 drug dealers dead
everyone of them poisoned like Box the same
Later, I got to run you drop by the game

So I went and caught a movie
would have gone to Glovers grave but he'd been cremated
and I wondered about the ashes turned up empty on Cyn
some said she moved i had a hunch sometimes I get these flashes
3am outside of Mikes she was leaving with a box I made a U
it was raining and I tailed her 15 blocks
and she parked outside of Glovers they kept a two room flat
I waited half and tapped light
"Mind Cyn if we chat."

The long drive

We smoked cigarettes in the dark both of us quiet
I remembered when I met these last years a waste
all of Glover's drugs all of her prayers I eased the box from her
I took a little taste his ashes
Cyn, did you cut 'em with strychnine?
she wasn't hiding nothing when her eyes met mine
not a dealer at his funereal these so called friends deserve to die
slip him in their drinks she said and then it's pfft goodbye

I said well there on to ya Cyn
they sent me to find ya
there small time dealers but they got bosses
they probably won't search, it ain't that big a deal
but you gotta leave now your causing them losses
i can get you setup come with me to the city
she said "I guess I should go, you think I'm still pretty?"
and we parked her car there she got into my ride
we hit the bridge after sunrise and threw the ashes over the side

The long drive